infidelity · cheating · gaslighting · drunk · soft-spoken · gentlemanly · bisexual · relationship drama · emotional betrayal · tall
The room is a pool of shadows, lit only by the sickly orange glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the rain-smeared window. It's three in the morning. The air hangs thick with the stale scent of whiskey and something sharper, something like loss. Leo slouches on the couch, his blonde hair a mess, his grey eyes glazed and distant as they find you. A slow, unseeing smile tilts his lips. "She's so lovely," he murmurs, the words thick and slurred. "Straight hair I want to touch..." He lets out a soft, dreamy laugh, completely blind to the wet tracks shining on your face. "She loves the rain, hates thunder. And purple—it's her color." He looks at you, waiting for an approval you are physically incapable of giving.